This cold night

just a cold (and lonely) night where too many things arise in my brain.

Cold hard rains
fall on northwest nights
and a heart...no, a body
too lonely, too long
he walks slow, then fast,
then slow.

He imagines things going wrong,
and then imagines a hundred things
going right

Where she is outside his apartment
A long speech prepared
And he says no, not now
Later
Now I don't care
Now I need a friend

Someone to count the seconds
As the bamboo sheets slowly exhale
Drop upon our bodies
Outline our shapes
Feet which intertwine
over and over

Up the body it moves
hips, hands, lips.

Ahh, but dreams.
The soundtrack of soft rain
Yes, it's soft now.

And I search photos for deceit
for worth
for anything that will give me a glimpse of you
and your character.

And rambling on I go
Pathetic, alone, boring
Like the dreams of friends
It's hard to care
but I'll write it still
Because I care
Because someday you cared

Someday you walked a little slower
A little faster
You played out scenes with her
You pretended she would come upon  you
Any moment now
See you as you were
Romantic, simple, real, you

Yes, I dream
Yes, you dreamt
And on lonely nights we comb through scenes
Life lived without us
With us.
Where did it go wrong?

It didn't
It just is
And tommorrow night
One drink too many
And the same dreams return
 

Reviews

[deeps]

This is so wonderful and flowing.
I realy liked these words here.

"Ahh, but dreams.
The soundtrack of soft rain
Yes, it's soft now."

You can write a wonderful passionate write.
I liek at the end where you say the same
dreams return. Quite cute really.
An enjoyable read from you Charles.
I hope to read more from you.

[MissWordSmith]

This is so abrupt and sets the feeling perfectly. Loved the way you described the part about him waiting outside her apartment with a speech ready.
Really nice write!

[MagiCrystal]

This piece it's so true.. we do dream and imagine many times I have done it..
sometimes dreams come back and hunts..us
a total.. nightmare.. this is very true..

[Emily B]

this is wonderful, beautiful poetry and I'm glad I found my way to it

[Tomás Ó C..]

Programmer AND poet? :-) Love the poem, new design seems to be doing OK!!!

[LJW]

A visit inside the mind of a man not unlike many men. Not many men have the insight and poetic skills to put it this way however, so most of us women just think that men go on about their lives, brushing off past hurt like fresh dandruff from a black sweater.

This bit is my favorite:

And rambling on I go
Pathetic, alone, boring
Like the dreams of friends
It's hard to care

(I really do not care and practically fall asleep when a friend recounts in ad nauseum detail a dream they just had the night before.)

[Dave "Doc" Rogers]

Nice story and lament, carrying the reader along in conversation.
This kind of poetry reminds me of a vertical short story. Poignant.
Thanks for sharing this.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow Charles that was truly deep and something I ca relate too... the nights can be the longest when alone and all sorts of things go through your mind sounding louder then a rock concert in your conscience... this was quite gripping and compelling.

[Christian Tirol Dacula]

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[TamiViolet]

Charlie, this a such a beautiful test. Loneliness can be wonderful when a verse arises...such as you have written.

Kudos, Charlie! And why are you lonely when you're intelligent and cute? And deep.

[Charles Konsor [mod]]

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